WORK IN PROGRESS-STARTED 06/26/2013
I sit here with a wondering mind,
Getting up returning to the grind.
Not knowing who I am anymore,
Finding it harder to actually ignore.
My life feels at a stand still
And Im not left with a single thrill.
Waking up is harder to do,
Rather just sleep the day through.
But here I am keeping the pace,
With this sullen look upon my face.
Wishing I could just runaway,
But theres nowhere to hide today.
*** By: Annaliese Edie